More than five kilograms of Qi. Although it is only the Qi of a mortal, it should be considered a good harvest.
Song Ciwan tied the skeleton monk tightly with a match rope made of blazing flames. Through induction, she discovered that the evil cultivator's cultivation level was between the early and middle stages of Qi refining.
Song Ciwan could easily crush an opponent of this level.
Not only was it easily crushed, but at the moment when he tied up the evil cultivator, Song Ciwan also received a ball of Qi from the evil cultivator: [Human Desire, Demonized Immortal Cultivator's Shock, Anger, and Hatred in the Middle Stage of Qi Training , one catty and five taels can be sold. 】
It is indeed the middle stage of Qi training!
It is worth mentioning that during the period in Huan Ming City, although Song Ciwan was very relaxed in the middle stage of Qi Refining, there was a limit to that ease——
For example, the ordinary combat power in the middle stage of Qi training is two. At that time, through various blessings, especially the unique magical skill of breaking the arrogant sword, her combat power could be five.
Killing two out of five, of course, there is no suspense.
In particular, this breaking sword technique is also good at surprise assassinations. In a surprise attack, not to mention killing two with five, but even with two killing two, the opponent will be caught off guard, and it is equally easy to kill him with one move.
However, this kind of attack requires a variety of conditions. The limit of killing two out of five is that Song Ciwan can fight at most a dozen at the same time... For this, she must also rely on her body skills to move around and attack separately, so that she can occupy the position. Advantage.
But now Song Ciwan had a feeling that the skeleton monk under the match rope was as weak as an ant.
The other party is still number two, but she is no longer five.
She went from five to ten, even twenty, thirty, fifty... and even higher.
As for how high it is, there is no specific opponent strong enough to fight at this moment, so Song Ciwan cannot judge.
It was just at this moment that she suddenly had a realization: It turned out that from a certain moment, she had truly grown from the embarrassed mortal who first awakened Su Hui to a stage that a large number of young monks would look up to.
When tracing the secret behind the leather bag, she had been extremely cautious, and she was even prepared to face a powerful force again.
She regarded her opponent very highly, until she actually faced this evil skeleton cultivator. For a moment, Song Ciwan had the illusion of a cannon hitting mosquitoes - that's it?
Sorry, it's not that she drifted off, it's really...
She seems to be a bit stronger than I expected. She didn't even use any special moves. Just a small blazing technique, which bound the opponent to the point where he couldn't move.
It can only be said that this world is too big, and it is not that easy to meet real masters if you look at it spread across the entire Kyushu.
An evil cultivator you bump into randomly in the countryside should be considered very powerful if he can reach the middle stage of Qi refining.
Song Ciwan felt that it was necessary to position herself correctly, and she should slowly adjust her mentality.
Of course, the due caution cannot be lost.
The flaming technique bound the skeleton monk tightly. What Song Ciwan saw as a "little flaming technique" felt like an abyss of heat and terror.
Several thin white threads of fire tied the person up, and even the warmth of the threads was not released. After a slight struggle based on instinct, the skeleton monk suddenly did not dare to move.
She just felt like she was a fish on the chopping board and could be burned at any time.
"You, Your Excellency..." After being frightened and angry for a moment, she quickly adjusted her tone and carefully asked, "Who are you, Your Excellency? Why are you going against me?"
Song Ciwan ignored the evil cultivator and scanned the cave casually.
This cave looks very natural at first glance, with uneven walls and jagged rocks. Except for the altar, which seemed to be built artificially, everything else was pitifully crude.
But Song Ciwan quickly discovered the clue, and she raised her hand to shoot a wisp of breath at the stone wall behind the altar.
This ray of energy popped out, as if a heavy arrow struck like thunder.
Just hear a bang!
boom!
The stone wall exploded, and countless gravel and dust flew into the air. Yao Ermei, who fell to the ground, screamed: "Ah! Ah -"
The first scream was one of panic, the second one was panic.
After the dust dispersed, another cave about three feet square appeared behind the stone wall.
Dozens of skeletons stood shadowy in the cave, and a rich smell of blood came out at the same time, accompanied by some dark red mist floating in the dust.
The horror of this scene could be said to be unimaginable for Yao Ermei in her entire life.
Now that she saw it with her own eyes, she kept screaming in addition to screaming.
Her emotions were completely out of control, and balls of desire kept coming out of her head like a gust of wind, only to be taken away by the scales of heaven and earth.
[Human desires, mortal panic, fear, and terror can be sold for five pounds and two taels. 】
[Human desire, the horror, fear, and despair of mortals can be sold for three pounds or four taels. 】
[Human desire, the fear, panic, and despair of mortals can be sold for two pounds or one tael. 】
…
Although the anger became lighter as time went by, this did not mean that Yao Ermei's emotional fluctuations were no longer intense. It's just that there is a limit to how people can express their emotions. As time went on, Yao Ermei became more and more exhausted. When the limit came, she rolled her eyes and fell to the ground and fainted.
When the skeleton monk saw that Yao Ermei had fainted and Song Ciwan brushed away the smoke and seemed to be looking sideways at everything in the skeleton cave, she lowered her head and suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a piece of dead wood.
The dead wood instantly replaced the skeleton monk and turned into her, but the skeleton body of the skeleton monk mysteriously disappeared from Song Ciwan's match rope circle and appeared on the altar instead.
There was a flash of light on the altar, and a strange space force was activated to send it out.
Song Ciwan once again raised her hand and pointed, and activated the magic of stealing the sky and exchanging the sun. This time, she replaced the skeleton monk on the altar with the dead wood in the match rope circle.
Then a scene that seemed to rewind happened——
The skeleton monk replaced himself with the dead wood and fled to the altar. She thought she could escape, but at the moment the teleportation started, her and the dead wood's positions were reversed again!
People doing things?
The skeleton monk opened her mouth. At this moment, she had countless intense emotions that she wanted to spit out. She wanted to curse the sky, the earth, and others. However, when the words came to her lips, she could only spit out one sentence in a hurry: "Senior, spare your life!"
Then the skeleton monk started to cry, with tears streaming down her withered face: "Senior, please spare your life. Xiaoxiu is hiding in the mountains to practice. I really don't know where I offended senior. I beg you, senior, please be kind and let Xiaoxiu go!"
At the same time, the scales of heaven and earth appeared, and the earth energy was taken away by the scales one after another.
[Human desire, the shock, anger, and hatred of the demonized immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training can be sold for two pounds or three taels. 】
[Human desire, the hatred, anger, and worry of demonized immortal cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training can be sold for two pounds or one tael. 】
【Human desire...】
…
Song Ciwan looked at his own scale, and then at the skeleton monk in front of him, but at this moment, he felt a strange sense of relief.
It should be said that she actually still has a lot of unsold inventory in her heaven and earth scales, especially the evil spirit of demons and the death energy of various demons.
But these qi are not the human desires of monks, and it is somewhat difficult to use them to exchange for cultivation.
But now Song Ciwan's Dantian is as expanded as the sea, but she lacks cultivation and true energy.
There are many, many, many things missing, very, very much.
